"She's tougher than she looks, survived that nasty fall. Such a pity she didn't die," Melanie's voice oozed disdain. "Would've saved us a lot of trouble."
Their cold words echoed, each one piercing deeper into my heart.
I was too shaken to catch Lucas's response.
"Old witch"... "hag"...
So, this was how my beloved husband and my cousin spoke of me behind my back.
Melanie was only three years younger than me.
The files in my hands trembled violently, becoming crumpled and twisted.
It was undeniable... Lucas had tried to kill me intentionally...
He wanted me dead!
If Will hadn't come by that day, I might not have made it to the hospital in time.
I made my way back to my office, collapsing onto the sofa as soon as the door closed, my chest tight with pain, nearly breathless.
Although my heart had long since turned to stone, their words still had the power to enrage me.
Will's knock broke my train of thought. I inhaled deeply, trying to compose myself. "Come in."
"Ms. Swift, about that matter you asked me to look into. Six months ago, Mr. Flynn paid cash for a luxury flat on the east side of town."
Six months ago... That was right when I found out I was pregnant.